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Jacob did as I said. He stayed away from me and my friends during school and never called my house again. Ollie acted a bit off with me after the incident in the hall. He was convinced that Jacob had something for me. Who would attack the male friend of a girl for no other reason than jealously? I knew that Ollie felt humiliated after the fight. He had sprained both wrists and his hands were black and blue from bruises. He said trying to punch Jacob was like trying to punch a concrete wall. He wasn`t normal Ollie said. I agreed with him. Jacob Black definitely wasn`t normal.

Come friday I felt I was steadily descending into crazy town. The tugging in my gut was becoming near painful. The only relief I felt was when I saw Jacob. When he looked at me it wasn`t with the anger like it was before. It was more guarded, more regretful, but definitely not apologetic. At night I was plagued with the most intense sexual dreams about him, dreams where he made love to me furiously and possessively. Dreams that gave me the most intense orgasms of my young life. I would wake up with my clit pounding and in the most delightful state of bliss that it was almost painful when I realized that the real Jacob was not in my bed beside me. Why did I want him so much? Why did I feel this way? Why did he hate me?

These questions and many more I pondered as I drove to my ballet class in Port Angeles. I had been dancing since I was old enough to walk. And I wasn`t too humble to admit that I was pretty good at it too. I used to practice gymnastics as well. But when money got tight a couple of years ago my mom made me choose between the two. I chose ballet. It was more expressive, more beautiful and graceful. Since I got my first part time job I paid for half the classes myself and any pointe shoes, tights or leotards I needed. I would say that dancing was more than a past time for me. It was my passion. After I finish high school I have dreams of making it as a professional dancer for some famous dance troupe or company, but my mom made me swear that I would give college a chance first. It was stupid not to have some sort of back up plan she claimed. She was probably right. She always was.

I had been looking forward to class all week. It was liberating to finally don my pointes and surrender myself to dance. Every frustration I had I took it out with every plie, jete and pirouette. My dance instructor Ms. Vivian complimented me greatly when the class was done and I was happily aching and sweaty. There was a lot of satisfaction to be had the physical release of anger. Maybe this was because people said that make up sex was always the best. When I had changed and said goodbye to my dance friends I was confronted with somebody unfamiliar standing next to my car. Oh God! A rapist. He was too well dressed to be a mugger and nobody in their right mind would ever dream of stealing my crappy car. Shit shit shit. What do I do? I quickly turned on my heel only to come face to face with my future rapist instead. How did the mother fucker move so fast? I was so frightened I could have pissed my pants. How do I escape? Will I scream now or later?

"I`m not going to hurt you Sonia." Came his smooth, unnatural voice. How did he know my name. When they said they weren`t going to hurt you that meant that they would.

"Seriously Sonia. I`m not going to rape you." I forced myself to look into his eyes. They were the creepiest shade of gold under the street lamp.

"Then what do you want?" I asked in a small voice. He knows I`m scared.

"I just wanted to meet you. Jacob has a hard time not thinking about you. Even though he tries not to." He knew Jacob?

"Whatever. I`m going home now." I tried to push past him but he took my arm gently. He was ice cold. I could feel it even under my coat and jumper. Something deep inside me was telling me to run.

"Wait just a couple of seconds." He asked.

"Edward!" A high girlish voice came from somewhere behind us. I turned around and saw, yep you`ve guessed it, Jacob and some petite brunette girl with milk white skin and big brown doe eyes. Jacob had one arm flung around her shoulders and looked extremely smug about something. Then he saw me. He immediately dropped his arm from the girls shoulders and tensed. It seemed like he was scanning my body for something. He looked relieved then turned to this Edward guy with fury marring his handsome features. Ah shit! Why was it when I was around Jacob he started some sort of fight?

"What are you doing here?" He asked, still looking at Edward.

"Is that question for me or for Sonia?" Edward answered cheekily.

"For Sonia. What are you doing here?" Jacob locked eyes with me.

"What business is it of yours asshole?" I retorted.

"Whatever Sonia, just go home now. This isn`t the place for you right now." He said dismissively. That stung. It was also rage inducing when he looked down at the little brunette with undeniable affection.

"You shouldn`t speak to her like that Jacob. If she is who she unmistakably is to you then you better be nicer. You are hurting her." The Edward guy said solemnly.

"She is nothing to me!" Jacob spat. Sure didn`t hurt any less hearing it a second time.

"Liar." Edward said.

"I love Bella!" Jacob shouted. So the girls name was Bella. How pretentious. Edward looked at me in annoyance. Did I say that out loud? I decided I had enough of the freak show. I fished my keys from my pocket and started towards my car.

"You love Sonia Jacob. No bother denying it. It won`t go away, no matter how hard you fight it." Edward`s words made me stop suddenly and fumble with my keys. What was he saying? Jacob loved me?

"Jake? What`s going on? Who is that girl? Did you...you imprint?" The Bella girl said sadly. I turned to look at her. Sure she was really pretty but she looked so weak. She was looking up at Jacob with big sad eyes. Was she his girlfriend or something? This crap was so confusing. What is an imprint? Or to imprint?

"I...Bella...I love you! Understand that. Sonia means nothing to me." Jacob sure did like to rub the salt in the wound. I felt like concrete was drying in my throat. I wanted desperately to get the hell out of here and cry in peace. No way in hell was Jacob going to see me cry.

"But Jake..." The Bella girl started to say but was interrupted by Edward.

"But nothing Bella! You are my girlfriend. Jacob needs to understand that. You need to let him go."

"You don`t understand Edward!"

By then I had heard enough. I angrily opened the door of my car and slammed it shut when I got inside. I refused to look over at the trio on the pavement as it took me three tries to finally get my engine going. I peeled out of the parking space and practically sped the hell out of there. By then the tears had found their way to the surface. When I was satisfied I had put enough space between myself and Jacob I pulled over and cried into my hands. I couldn`t understand it. No matter how hard I tried I just couldn`t. Why was I so hurt by what he said? I was I so jealous of this Bella chick? What the hell was an imprint? Why am I in love with Jacob Black? The worlds biggest dick.

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